I'm trapped in a cube

Xi pulled Mo Ling and shuttled through the endless light, while Mo Ling eliminated all the black spots he saw. However, these black spots did not seem to be as powerless as Mo Ling thought.

They did not seem to be prepared to sit and wait for death. When they found that their companions were disappearing, the black spots began to gather together, and then continued to expand, becoming a group of dark shadows.

These shadows rushed towards Mo Ling and Xi frantically, and the dazzling light was completely swallowed by them, pulling out a deep crack.

"Can't let them gather too much..." Mo Ling also became nervous.

Although these black spots gathered to make it easier for him to teleport, they gathered very quickly, and if he was not careful, they would exceed the limit of teleportation. Not only that, these shadows were extremely flexible. They would circle around Mo Ling constantly, and even hide behind other shadows to attack.

"Why are these black dots so intelligent?"

After a period of fighting, these black dots even realized that Mo Ling's teleportation had a range, so they no longer gathered together, but spread out like a huge black cloth, rushing towards Mo Ling and Xi.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Mo Ling could only temporarily open a hole, and the two of them dodge through the hole.

"Senior, this is the most difficult disease I have ever seen, so tenacious."

Because the empty black dots are very scattered, Mo Ling can't catch them all at once, and these black dots are getting stronger and stronger. After a while, they have learned new tricks.

They divide their original bodies into smaller ones, and then disperse them throughout the battlefield, so that they can become larger in size, and it becomes more and more difficult for Mo Ling to eliminate them.

"This is drug resistance, senior, don't use the same tricks to deal with them. Diseases cannot be defeated by the same tricks. They will quickly find ways to deal with them, and the effect of the same tricks will only become weaker and weaker." Xi reminded nervously.

Listening to Xi's reminder, Mo Ling was also very anxious. Apart from teleportation, he had no other tricks. These black spots had a strong learning ability and were always looking for his flaws. The effect of teleportation was constantly weakening.

"How much emptiness is left?"

"Although it is constantly decreasing, there are still a lot. They are now scattered and my perception has become very vague."

Mo Ling's heart sank. He must find a way to deal with the current situation.

"Xi, can you let me maintain my perception of emptiness after you get away from me?"

"Yes, but it won't last long." Xi replied.

"Enough, I need to create a flaw to let these black spots gather together..."

At this time, the black spots had turned into dust all over the sky. They were completely scattered and covered the entire battlefield. The dazzling light was also obscured by the increasingly dense darkness.

"Let go, Xi, hide somewhere else first."

"Senior..." Xi called softly, but he did not hesitate. He let go of Mo Ling's hand and disappeared.

The moment Xi left, Mo Ling felt that the surroundings suddenly began to blur, and his perception of emptiness was reduced to the lowest.

"Come on."

Mo Ling opened his hands and stopped using teleportation. The overwhelming black spots also gathered up instantly.

He used himself as bait to gather all the black spots together.

Emptiness, endless fear obscured all the light and dragged Mo Ling into the darkness.

Silence...

Mo Ling waited quietly. Although his perception was reduced to the lowest, he could still feel that the black spots were continuing to gather and would soon merge into a whole.

Not only that, the density of the black spots was still increasing, and these emptiness was becoming more and more condensed, trying to make Mo Ling completely fall into it.

"Not enough."

Mo Ling did not act rashly, but waited for the darkness to continue to condense.

But gradually, some subtle sounds came from the silence.

It seemed that something was talking, hoarse and strange.

However, Mo Ling could understand this language. It was not the language of the doctor, nor was it any language he had ever heard. It was like tearing paper, messy and crazy.

"Has it spread?"

"Yes, it succeeded."

"Has it spread throughout the Huasheng Islands?"

"Yes, every island has been planted with...diseases targeting doctors."

"Very good, their abilities are very strong, but their hearts are extremely weak. Emotions will slowly devour those fragile hearts, and their power will fall into chaos as a result."

"..."

"Loneliness."

"Emptiness."

"Fear."

"Regret."

"..."

Countless words gradually spread out with the sound of tearing paper, echoing in the surrounding darkness. Mo Ling seemed to feel that the sound of those words drilled into his body along the wrapped black spots, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, tightly entangled him.

But all this should end.

The black spots wrapped around Mo Ling and kept shrinking.

"Now it's time to 'close the net.'"

Mo Ling used his last perception to aim at all the black spots surrounding him and started teleporting.

And he himself was in the center of the entire teleportation frame.

"I haven't tried to teleport my entire body yet, I don't know what will happen."

Before, he only needed to teleport the block on his head to control his entire body to fly. Now, he completely covered the teleportation frame. I don’t know what will happen.

Mo Ling always had a feeling in his heart that his teleportation would not hurt himself. This was an extremely strong intuition, so he used himself as bait to capture these overwhelming black spots.

The thought flashed through his mind, not even as fast as the speed of teleportation.

When Mo Ling came to his senses, he had lost his perception of the black spots around him.

However, it was still pitch black in front of Mo Ling.

"What is this, mud?"

Mo Ling pushed the mud in front of him hard, and the black mud collapsed instantly and fell to the ground.

Mo Ling then realized that he had returned to the block.

The black mud made a mess around, and the furniture that he had bought for "zero yuan" before was covered with black stains.

Unable to react for a while, Mo Ling stood in the limp black mud and was stunned for a long time.

"The teleportation did not harm me."

He returned to the cube with the teleportation, but was intact. Mo Ling touched his face and found that the cube head had disappeared, and his face was covered with sticky black mud.

"What on earth is this?"

Mo Ling rubbed the black mud in his hand. The texture was very strange, like a lot of smooth gravel.

After carefully picking it up and looking at it for a while, Mo Ling found that it was not gravel, but very regular black spheres.

Although these spheres are very small, it can be seen that the surface of these spheres is as if they have been machined, extremely smooth, and the shape is also extremely regular.

"Is this something mass-produced?"

Who is the manufacturer?

Could it be the owner of the voices heard before?